Twenty years ago my 3 year old brought home a very late party invitation from another little girl I didn’t know at her pre-school nursery (a day or so’s notice). I had just had her baby sister who was only a few weeks old. We were free to attend so I called to accept and the mum was really pleased, particularly as it was such a late invite and she didn’t know any of the other mums. We duly turned up at the address and, with a 3 year old, newborn and birthday present in hand I found myself feeling slightly frazzled at the top of a gated drive with a buzzer. We were buzzed through, walked down the long drive, and the front door was opened by Duncan Bannatyne. It became clear that because of the late invite my daughter was the only child who could attend - there was a face painter there but my daughter always hated having her face painted and refused! Duncan and his wife weren’t at all fazed, were hugely hospitable, warm, friendly, and very helpful with my need to feed the baby etc. They had champagne and nibbles for family members (including his ex-wife and mother of his first 4 daughters), also there for the birthday. The little girls played happily all afternoon in the huge garden and I was made to feel really welcome with their families and given lots of delicious food to eat. It was lovely!